One Piece: King Arthur's Template

Chapter 166 166: Landing on Prison Island! The Graveyard of the Strong!

Agravain.

Galahad.

Both possessed extremely special abilities.

Through the Blessing of Iron, along with the magical beasts he had once hunted, Agravain could temporarily enhance his own strength, raising it by a tremendous degree.

Likewise—

Galahad could release the Holy Grail within the Red-Hilted Sword and guide divine power—in other words, the power of angels. Though both of them could only control a portion of that power, that alone was already enough.

As for Kaido?

Unfortunately!

On a battlefield like this, Kaido's strength was not weak, but he was not qualified to become the central focus.

That was undeniable.

"MOMOMOMOMOM~~~"

With that bold laugh, Linlin stood proudly in their path, Napoleon resting on her shoulder. She said with interest, "Bondi! Chinjao! Sorry, but this road is closed! I won't let you keep going!"

"Hmm?!"

Seeing Linlin, Chinjao's gaze sharpened. Then he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha~"

Chinjao said excitedly, "Linlin! So it really is you! Wonderful! I didn't expect someone like you to be persuaded by Arthur!"

Linlin said, "After all, some things are fine as long as the price is high enough."

There was no helping it.

What Arthur gave her was not money, but it was exactly what Linlin wanted most. Since that was the case, she naturally came to help.

In truth, this was also Arthur's method.

Did Arthur have money? Of course! After his gains from the Rocks Pirates, Arthur was wealthy—extremely wealthy. However, Arthur was never the type to simply throw his own money around.

Quite the opposite!

Arthur understood very well what each person wanted and what they wished to do. By using that method to make people help him, they would actually work harder. It was far more useful than Ochoku's crude method of simply burying people in money.

"Well!"

"That doesn't matter anymore!"

Chinjao clenched his fists and said ferociously, "I've wanted to fight you again for a long time!"

Half a year!

Who knew how Chinjao had spent these past six months? He had abandoned all his former glory, returned to the Kano Country, and strengthened himself step by step. He followed the Don's teachings and learned greater power little by little, allowing himself to grow.

His strength had grown greater and greater.

One could say that Chinjao had truly relied on his own effort to reach this level in only half a year. And now, he had indeed become stronger.

Hmm...

More accurately, Chinjao's strength had actually reached Admiral level. Though he had only just stepped into that realm, it still showed that he had always possessed that potential. It was just that he had never truly grown before.

That was undeniable!

In this chaotic era, being one of the great pirates, and a pirate of such scale—proved that Chinjao's strength was beyond doubt. It was just that he rarely managed to fully display it.

Now!

Chinjao had truly done it. He wanted to see just how much weaker he still was when facing Linlin.

"Eightfold Fist!"

"Emperor Sword: Broken Blade!"

Chinjao and Linlin locked eyes. In an instant, both charged toward each other at terrifying speed. Their tremendous power seemed ready to devour the other directly, and the terrifying impact felt as though it would shatter the entire sea.

BOOM!!!

A mushroom cloud erupted. Immediately afterward, the two began clashing with terrifying power, as though each side wanted to devour the other whole.

Crack!

Crack!

The ground cracked inch by inch, while Bondi frowned and retreated to the side. These two had no regard for anything else at all. They clearly had no intention of caring about anyone around them.

Rumble!

The roaring explosions echoed wildly.

And this!

Was far from the end.

"Hmm?!"

Bondi looked at Zeff nearby and asked curiously, "Zeff, with your personality, you shouldn't be the type to get involved in this kind of chaos, right?"

Zeff smiled and said, "Bondi, people always have something they want. And the fact is, Arthur gave me what I wanted. So naturally, I had no choice but to appear here."

"Hehehe!"

Bondi said with interest, "That's true! Arthur is best at offering people what they want and making them act. If I didn't dislike that guy so much, I would have agreed too."

Of course.

Arthur's people had also approached Bondi. Bondi had simply refused, even though what Arthur offered was something that interested him.

But!

Even under those circumstances, Bondi still refused.

The reason was simple!

Bondi disliked Arthur.

He truly disliked him.

Bondi looked down on Arthur from the bottom of his heart. This was not a joke. That disdain came from his very bones.

When they were fighting over treasure on Hachinosu, Bondi already disliked Arthur. And now? He disliked him even more.

So he refused Arthur and instead accepted Ochoku's invitation.

After all!

He already disliked Arthur, and since someone was paying him to cause trouble, why not?

"Hahaha."

Zeff smiled and said, "Yes, I can more or less guess. More accurately, your dislike of Arthur comes from the fact that his ideals are different from yours."

"Hmph!"

Bondi merely snorted.

Indeed, the real reason was that Bondi disliked Arthur's ideals.

That was undeniable.

Bondi's epithet was World Destroyer, and from that alone, one could tell that Bondi was more interested in destroying the world. Arthur, however, had no interest in such things. In particular, Arthur's way of doing things disgusted Bondi.

Of course.

Did Arthur know about this?

Whether he knew or not did not matter. Even if he knew, Arthur would not care much. It was not important to begin with. It was just a minor issue.

Did anyone expect Arthur to take such minor matters seriously?

Please.

That was impossible.

Arthur did not care about Bondi's thoughts at all. If Bondi had the ability, he could come knocking at the door. Then Arthur would simply see whether he could kill him or not.

"Enough."

"Enough."

Zeff shook his head and said, "There's no need to keep discussing this. We should begin too."

"Hmph!"

Bondi and Zeff exchanged a glance, then both attacked at the same time.

...

Splash.

As the ship gradually docked, Arthur brought Lamorak and Kay down from the vessel step by step.

What kind of island was this?

Hmm!

Dark-red earth.

What did that represent?

It was the color of soil soaked in blood.

The bloody stench that filled the air proved what had happened here.

Of course, that was definitely not the blood of beasts.

It was human blood.

Looking around, Kay sighed and said, "What a cruel place. It really gives me a headache."

He shook his head with a sigh. Although Kay looked as if he were merely watching the scenery, he was actually observing the entire island.

From the outside, this was an island where cross after cross stood upright.

And on those crosses, people were hung one after another.

The most eye-catching were the half-dead Lunarians.

Each of them hung in the air, barely alive. In fact, if the Lunarians did not possess such immense vitality, they would already have died by now.

Arthur looked around calmly and said, "Kay, have them taken down and moved to the ship's cabin to rest. See how many are still alive."

"Yes!"

"My king!"

Kay ordered the men to begin rescuing the Lunarians one by one. As each of them was freed, they looked at Arthur in confusion, seemingly unable to understand what had happened.

But!

They could no longer hold on.

One by one, they began to lose consciousness.

Arthur watched them and calmly shook his head.

"Let them rest properly."

"Yes!"

They were all brought into the cabin. After some time, when Kay had finished dealing with everything, he returned to Arthur's side and said, "My king! There are 542 survivors in total. Every one of them is on the verge of death. The best method is to send them back to Britannia. Otherwise, treating their injuries outside would be almost impossible."

That was right!

Their injuries were simply too severe.

And these were Lunarians. They possessed terrifying recovery and defensive capabilities far beyond ordinary humans. They also had the frightening ability to control flames. Because of this, eight hundred years ago, they were called gods.

But...

Their injuries were still far too serious.

Even Lunarians could barely hold on.

Now, relying on ordinary medical skill to heal them was already impossible. They had to return to Britannia, or else require someone with a healing-type Devil Fruit ability.

Other than that!

Want to heal them?

That was absolutely impossible.

Only by returning to Britannia and using Britannia's special power could they be healed.

Other than that?

There was no method at all.

"I understand."

Arthur nodded calmly and said, "However, leaving now will not be so easy. This is Prison Island, a prison island hidden so deeply by the World Government. Since we have come here, leaving will not be simple."

Arthur was very calm, and he understood this very clearly.

Want to leave Prison Island?

That would definitely not be easy.

In fact...

Whether Arthur could leave Prison Island at all was already a question.

This was Prison Island, a place unknown to the entire world, a place hidden by the World Government. Just looking at the more than five hundred rescued Lunarians made that clear.

One had to know!

In the outside world, the Lunarians were believed to be an extinct race. Yet here, they had appeared again. From that alone, one could tell how terrifying this place's hidden power was.

And this!

Was already enough.

It already represented just how astonishing that power was.

"Kek."

Arthur chuckled and said, "All right! Kay, make some preparations. Let us wait for our opponent to come. Although I do not know what they are waiting for, we can wait a little. Otherwise, even I would find this rather troublesome."

"Yes!"

Hearing Arthur's words, Kay nodded seriously and began preparing at once.

Although Kay was usually carefree and sharp-tongued, he would absolutely not joke around at a time like this. Anyone could see that this was an extremely important moment.

Standing there, Arthur looked at the dark-red land before him, as if thinking about something.

"My king!"

Soon!

Someone came to report, "Every one of these crosses has a name carved on it."

"A name?"

Arthur was stunned and asked curiously, "What names?"

"These..."

As he spoke, he handed the copied list of names to Arthur.

Arthur compared the names one by one and froze slightly. Looking at those names, Arthur stared at them in astonishment.

These names...

Hmm!

They were not names he was familiar with.

But...

Arthur had heard of them.

During his time in the Rocks Pirates, he had heard these names before. Some were strong figures from the same era as Captain Rocks. Some were monsters from even further back. There were also figures from superpowers, Dark Kings, and powerful individuals from all sorts of major forces.

One could say...

Arthur could not remember all of them. He only knew a small portion. But when he raised his head and looked across the entire island, he saw that the island was not especially large. Looking carefully, with his eyesight, he could probably see more than five thousand crosses scattered everywhere.

What did that represent?

"Phew~"

Arthur exhaled deeply and said softly, "More than five thousand powerful figures from history. This place really is a graveyard of the strong."

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